TRINITY.
I walk to him and he pulls me onto his lap, straddling him. This time there's nothing between us but his clothes, and I can feel how hard he is, his c**k pressing against my bare p***y through his jeans.
"You're overdressed," I say.
"Fix it."
I start unbuttoning his shirt, revealing hard muscle and scattered tattoos I never would have guessed at. My hands explore his chest and he makes this low sound that goes straight between my legs.
"You like touching me?" he asks.
"Yes."
"Good. Because I'm going to let you touch me anywhere you want. And then I'm going to return the favor."
I finish with his shirt and he shrugs it off. Then his hands are on me, sliding up my thighs to grip my ass, guiding me to grind against him.
"Can feel how wet you are," he groans. "Soaking through
